Endgame playing for keep.., p.12
Endgame (Playing For Keeps Duet Book 3), page 12
“Just open it!” I snap my gaze to the other sofa to see both Darius and Corvin staring at me expectantly. “Dude, we can hear you thinking about it from over here, just open the bloody book.” I scowl at Corvin as I close the lid on my laptop and decide to handle the work shit later. But with me now not going to Alaska, we had to hire someone else to take on the task of learning the ropes of each resort. I take a calming breath to try to steady my nerves as I open the book. The first thing that greets me is a picture of a pregnancy test and an ultrasound that has nine weeks written beneath it. I turn the page and see another set of two, one is of Valance and another one is of me from when I was sixteen, I had no idea she even took this picture, on the other page is a note.
Hello my baby,
That’s me, your momma, and that handsome man in the other picture is your daddy. You may never get to hear his voice while you are growing inside me but I promise you that his voice sounds better than mine. I’m sorry he won’t be here when you arrive, Momma tried to look for Daddy but I couldn’t find him. We won’t be able to stay at Tammy’s for much longer, I don’t know where we’ll go but one thing I know for sure is, I’ll do whatever I have to make sure you’ll be safe.
I flick through the book and read all the other notes she has left and view the pictures of Dawson when he was born, his first tooth, she really did document everything for me in the chance we did see each other again. I grab the USB from the back of the book and plug it into my computer, I shove my air pods in my ears before I press play, and immediately the sound of her anguished cry hits my ears. Val looks so young, the fear in her blue eyes cripples me. I search around her for her mother but see no one but the nurses and doctor, fuck, she gave birth to our son alone.
“Miss Karver, you are dilated and can start pushing,” the doctor says from between her legs, Val shakes her head.
“I can’t. His father should be here, I can’t do this without him.” My heart breaks inside my chest, I slam my eyes closed as guilt eats me.
“We can’t stop this, you need to push,” the doctor says, firmer this time. Tears trek down Val’s cheeks as she mumbles,
“I’m so sorry, Beck.” Tears prick the backs of my eyes, she’s so fucking strong. She did all of this on her own. She birthed our child, fed and clothed him even when she was living at different shelters. She got her GED and managed to snag a scholarship to our college because of how fucking smart she is. She busted her ass working to provide for our child, fuck. I made sure she has an account with enough money to set her up for life, I’ll never allow the mother of my child to ever want for anything when I have the money to make sure she doesn’t need to. “Oh my God.” I look back to the screen and gasp, the doctor holds Dawson out to Val. She grabs him and tucks him against her chest as tears trail down her cheeks.
“Congratulations, you have a healthy baby boy,” one of the nurses says. Val thanks them but doesn’t take her eyes off our boy. I don’t realize I’m crying until my tears land on the keyboard. I let them fall unchecked as I watch the girl who taught me how to love, fall in love with our son.
“Do you have a name for him?” a nurse asks. Val nods and smiles down at our boy.
“Yeah, I’ll name him after his daddy, Matthew Karver Dawson,” she whispers before the video cuts out. I close my eyes and soak in everything I have just seen and read. I’ve been a real prick to Val since the moment I saw her at the cabin. She didn’t deserve that, fuck. I scrub a hand down my face as I think back to that first day, how I took Dawson from her and had the guys drag her away.
“You good, brother?” I open my eyes and look over at Darius and nod. He and Corvin both have looks of concern on their faces.
“Yeah, brother, I’m better than good,” I answer.
Crue snorts from beside me and says, “Not for long.” The humor in his tone throws me until he hands me his phone to show me a picture Saint just sent him. It’s of that Jeff cunt with his arm around my fucking girl’s waist.
“Motherfucker!” I snarl.
Dawson gasps and pins me with a dirty look. “Daddy, no say that!” I cringe.
“Sorry, bud. How about we go for a ride with your uncles and go surprise Momma?” Corvin breaks out in a fit of laughter.
“And you all say I’m a prick to Cody.” I roll my eyes.
“Dude, you don’t even talk to the girl unless it’s about getting your D into her V,” Crue snarks.
Corvin, Darius, and I all lean against my car while Crue is chasing Dawson around the quad pretending to be a monster. I glare at the fucking doors of the English building willing them to open and reveal my girl, her class finished three minutes ago, Leah and the other girls don’t have any classes with Val but I know Nat has economics with her this afternoon. She has a break in the middle of the day which she normally uses to tutor other students but not today. The moment the doors open and students begin to pile out of the building I stand tall with Corv and D flanking me on either side. I spot her the second she steps out, her long auburn hair tied up in a ponytail, the jeans she wears hugging her perfectly, and the plain pink Nike top she wears tight across her tits. Even dressed in nothing but jeans and a shirt, she is still the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.
I grind my teeth when that cunt Jeff wraps his arm around her shoulders and draws her in closer. I push off the car and stalk toward her with my boys following closely. At my approach the other students practically jump out of the way to risk not fucking with us, we still rule this fucking school and Jeff is about to learn that the hard way. She frowns as she watches students leap out of the way. The moment her eyes meet mine, understanding dawns in her gaze. She smiles at the sight of me and stops in her tracks, ignoring whatever the fuck Jeff is saying to her as she keeps her focus on me. The second I’m within reach, I shove Jeff away from my girl, grip the back of her neck, and draw her up onto her tiptoes before I smash my mouth to hers, making sure she and every motherfucker around here watching us know who the fuck Valance Karver belongs to.
She grips the front of my shirt and deepens the kiss. I love how she doesn’t give a fuck who is around watching me claim the fuck out of my girl. When I pull back we’re both breathless and panting, her eyes full of need. Good. I throw my arm around her shoulders cut a quick look to the cunt face who is glaring at me and smirk.
“Later, Jeremy,” I say as I turn us to leave.
“It’s Jeff!” he calls out.
“Don’t give a fuck,” I call back, causing Valance to chuckle. Darius and Corvin both shake their heads at my antics but I don’t give a fuck, I just made sure every cunt at CHU knows Valance is taken. If anyone tries anything on my girl, they will have me and the boys to answer to.
“You gave me shit for forcing Leah to stay with us and you go and pull a stunt like that?” I shoot Darius a wink over Val’s head.
“Difference is, I’m not sneaking around behind Corvin’s back.” Corv groans and shakes his head.
“Get out now while you still can, being near these assholes isn’t worth the stress.” All that comment from Corvin does is get the three of us laughing at him. The moment Val spots Dawson and Crue off to the side, she breaks out of my hold, hands me her bag and races over to our son. A smile spreads across my face when Dawson sees his mom. He screams in delight and rushes to her. “There is no getting out for her, is there? She’s stuck with your grumpy ass if that look in your eyes is anything to go off of.” I keep my eyes on Val and Dawson as I answer Corv.
“Nah, man. She’s been mine since we were sixteen and that shit isn’t about to change now.”
“That guy gives me the fucking creeps.” I frown as I follow Darius’s line of sight to see Jeff standing off to the side about a hundred yards away, just watching Valance and Dawson as she tickles him on the grass.
“How good is Katie at finding out shit about people?” I ask the guys.
“No idea, man, you’re best asking Saint or Crue that one,” Corv answers.
“Any chance you could ask Cody? They don’t like it when we ask their girl to do illegal shit.” Corvin cringes and shoots me an apologetic look as he reach up and rubs the back of his neck.
“Uh, Cody and me… we’re uh, not together anymore.” My eyes widen in surprise.
“Since when? She was just at the house this morning,” Darius quips. Corv looks anywhere but at us as he answers.
“Since I text her telling her that it was over about an hour ago.” I shake my head. Darius groans and throws his head.
“You selfish bastard,” D whines.
“What the fuck does my relationship status or lack of, have to do with you?” D pins Corvin with a dirty look as he answers.
“Since that’s my girlfriend’s best friend, you breaking Cody’s heart means that Leah is going to be pissed and withhold—” Corvin smacks a hand over Darius’s mouth and scowls at him.
“Swear to fuck if you finish that statement the tooth fairy will be visiting your toothless ass tonight!” Laughter bursts out of me and within a second Darius and I are both hunched over and laughing at Corvin, who mumbles about us being fucking pricks and storms off toward Crue.
Valance
The next three days go by without a single flower waiting for me on the doorstep. I stupidly allowed myself to believe that whoever has been tormenting has finally grown tired and moved on. What an idiot I am. Beck, Corvin, Leah, Katie, Darius and I all have classes this morning so Saint, Crue and Cody offered to watch Dawson. Not once has Dawson cried when I’ve left for school, it’s strange considering every time I would leave him at the daycare center he would scream and cry for me. Now though, it’s like he can’t wait to see the back end of me so he can hang out without me around.
“What’s going on?” Leah asks as she points ahead to the gathered crowd in the middle of the quad. I squeeze Beck’s hand nervous at the sight of the rapidly growing crowd, Corvin slips up beside Katie protectively while Darius wraps his arm around Leah’s shoulders drawing her into his side.
“Why are they all looking at us?” Corvin speaks through his teeth. I look around and notice he is right. The closer we get the more attention we draw, this isn’t like the other day though when Beck showed up after class. The intrigue in their eyes and some even openly look fearsome as they stare at us.
“They’re not staring at us, they’re staring at Valance.” My brows jump to my hairline at Beck’s words. I shake my head once until the students in front of us drift apart and that’s when I see a massive ass portrait of me with Beck’s hand down my pants on the side of the road the night we came back from their cabin. I trip over my own feet at the sight in front of me. Beck manages to keep me from falling face-first into the pavement. The photo is daunting but that isn’t what has bile rushing up my throat, it’s the portrait beside it. Half the size of the one of Beck and me, this one rests on the bench seat staring at me, taunting me almost. It’s a picture of my son, but not just any picture, it’s a picture of him in a bubble bath. I’m kneeling down beside the tub with my back to whoever the hell took this picture.
“We need to go, now!” Beck growls. Corvin and Darius rush forward and each of them grabs a picture, Beck drags me back toward the car, and I stumble over my own feet too dazed to register what the hell I just saw and read, on the picture of Dawson and me. Written in red across the bottom you will both be mine, A shiver of dread runs down my spine.
When we pull up out front of the house, Beck kills the ignition but neither of us make a move to get out. The others pull in behind us in Corvin’s car, even as they all make their way inside with the folded in half portraits. Leah and Katie both look back to our car but I can’t muster a smile to try to reassure them that I’m okay, because I’m not. Fear has a choke hold on me, they were in my apartment! Shivers begin to overtake my body, and my breathing begins to grow erratic.
“Shit,” he mutters before he’s reaching over, unclipping my seatbelt, then lifting me onto his lap so I’m straddling him. Clasping my face between his hands he draws me in close until my forehead rests against his. “Deep breaths, baby.” I hold his gaze as I try to do as he says but I can’t, no matter how much I try I can’t seem to get enough air into my lungs! “Fuck,” he growls before he smashes his mouth to mine. The shock of his kiss snaps me out of my panic attack and I manage to drag in enough air to stop myself from feeling like I’m about to pass out. The moment he slides his hands down my body and grips my waist, all thoughts of the photos flees my mind as I grind down against him.
A whimper escapes me when I feel that he’s hard for me already. Breaking the kiss I meet his heated stare with one of my own and say, “I need you.” He grunts his answer, gathers my dress and lifts it until it’s situated around my waist. He growls at the sight of my black stockings. I attempt to lift up and try maneuver myself out of them but Beck just grips the crotch and tears them open. Fuck, that’s so hot. He pushes my panties to the side and slips two fingers inside me. “Fuck!” I cry out at the sudden intrusion.
“You’re so fucking wet for me already,” he grits out, before pulling his fingers free and making quick work of freeing his cock from the confines of his jeans. Pre-cum coats the head of his cock, making my mouth water, wanting to taste him but there is no way I can do that in this position. “Shift up.” I do as he says and line his cock up with my entrance. I slowly lower myself on him. The moment he bottoms out inside me we moan, sex with Beck is never just sex. I know I don’t have any other experience with a sexual partner but I doubt it would feel like this. Each time he’s inside me, I feel complete like the missing piece of my soul has finally been put back into place.
Reaching out, I rest my hands on the tops of his shoulders and slowly begin to lift up before slamming back down. “Oh fuck,” I cry out. He grips my hips and guides me back up, only to slam me back down but this time, he thrusts up inside me and fuck I almost see stars from how amazing he feels this way. Beck is a controlling bastard in and out of the bedroom. Him allowing me to be on top right now is hard for him, but fuck, it turns me on more than I want to admit seeing this God-like man beneath me. He has never looked hotter than he does right now.
“Ride my fucking cock.” I obey his command, the sounds that come from him spur me on to bring him to the highest high he has ever experienced. I need this and so does he. We both need this. “Fuck, Val, you feel so good, baby,” he moans out as he pinches my nipples through my dress. I cry out and immediately feel my greedy cunt clamp down on his length. My pace quickens as I feel my orgasm cresting. Beck meets me thrust for thrust and within a minute, my head is thrown back and I scream out my release, coming so fucking hard I nearly black out. “Fuck, baby,” he roars as he wraps his arms around my limp body, pulls me close and continues to drive into me chasing his own release. He comes with my name on his lips.
Beck and I walk hand in hand into the house. I avoid eye contact with the others as we pass the living room and head for the stairs so I can get cleaned up. I can already feel Beck’s cum leaking out of me and soaking my panties, call me sick and depraved but I love the feeling of his cum inside me. There is one thing I love more than feeling it drip out of me though, and that’s tasting it.
“Well, if that’s not just-fucked hair, then I don’t know what is.” I cringe and immediately feel my cheeks flame with shame at Saint’s jest. The others laugh at his joke, while I try to hide my face and continue on but Beck pulls me to a stop as he faces his friends.
“Har Har, you are so hilarious, Sainty boy. I mean, I do feel for my girl Katie though.” I peek up through my lashes to see Saint frowning at Beck.
“Why the fuck would you feel sorry for my girl?” Saint snaps as I look over to Katie who sits beside Saint in Crue’s lap with her cheeks as red as mine.
“Because your cock wasn’t enough for her so Crue had to man up and take one for the team and help you out.” My mouth drops open in shock at Beck’s remark. Everyone erupts into fits of laughter as Beck leads me from the room with their laughter following us.
Beck and I make our way back downstairs to join the others after showering. I admit the shower took longer than expected thanks to my need of having to taste Beck’s cock. Beckett isn’t a selfish lover and of course had to return the favor by eating me out like I’m his favorite fucking meal, my legs are still trembling from the four orgasms he just gave me from his mouth and cock. We find the others all sitting around the dining table with the pictures lying face down in the middle. I look around the room and spot Dawson sitting on Crue’s lap watching something on his phone that has a bright smile on his face. I make my way toward him and ruffle my son’s hair. He scowls up at me and shakes his head.
“Not da hair, Momma.” My eyes widen in surprise. Saint laughs and shakes his head earning a scowl from me. Saint is pedantic about his hair I have learned and it seems that has rubbed off onto my kid. He raises his hands in the air and shoots me a toothy grin.
“Not my fault the kid values his appearance, you’ll be thanking me when he’s sixteen and looking sharp instead of reeking of B.O.” I scrunch my face in disgust as I drop down into the vacant chair next to Crue. Beck claims the other beside me. I look around the table to see Cody, Katie and Leah all have fearsome looks on their faces—Corvin and Darius mirror Beck’s angry look.
“I’m gonna set the little guy up with a movie then I’ll be back.” I smile my thanks to Crue as he leaves the room to get Dawson sorted, all of these guys and girls have been so fucking amazing. Honestly, it still shocks me how easily they have all adapted to living with a child. The guys put deadbolts on the back doors so Dawson would never be able to get out and fall into the pool, baby latches are all over the cupboards, and there is even a baby gate now that separates the kitchen and dining room so Dawson can’t get hurt if someone is cooking. We even have baby gates at the bottom and top of the stairs. These people have no idea that what they have done for my son and will forever have me indebted to them without them ever knowing.
